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In The Rain.
Chapter 13.
Dimitri was much like he always was in Rose's presence stunned and at a loss for words. One second they were making out on the pile of mats, and the next Rose had somehow in a burst of strength been able to push him off of her and stand up. She said something, but Dimitri hadn't the slightest idea as to what that was, his mind was in a cloud of lust and he could only picture her telling him to take her. He only knew she said something because he saw her lips move, but for the life of him he could not make his ears and or brain work.
His emotions were still running high, twisting his mind into a maze of confusion and lust. One thing was clear though, he wanted the temptress who stood before him looking sexy as ever. Her hair was tangled because of the way he'd run his fingers through it, her outfit though still clinging to her curvy body was a bit on the rumpled to the side but to Dimitri it only gave her a more edgy look. He could also see her erect nipples through the fabric of her work out shirt. His eyes still dark with lust zoned in on her lips as pure male pride filled him at how red and swollen they were because of his kisses. The fact that she looked primed and ready for sex only had him wanting her more than he thought was humanly possible.
His mind flashed back to how he'd come to his own feet as Rose stood up. He had tried to kick her legs out from under her, but Rose was as fast and as well-trained as he was. She'd dodged his attempt with a side step as though it was nothing but child's play. For a while they continued like this, him attempting to get her down on her back so he could nestle in the warm cradle her thighs provided, but every time Rose evaded him. Oddly enough her resistance only fueled an already raging fire.
Dimitri was not a cruel person though. He would stop and leave her be if she really wanted him to, but he was not blind. He could read the signs she was throwing off. He knew all to well what she wanted, he just had no idea why she was holding back. Hell, he could practically smell her arousal. Roza wanted him as badly as he wanted her if not more. This was why he kept trying to get her to submit to him. And after a few not so subtle touches and heated glances, his attempts proved successful.
In a moment when Rose was distracted by the flexing of his muscles as he moved, Dimitri struck. He pounced as Rose stepped out of the way in a final attempt to save herself, but she should've known better. He had her right where he wanted her, and in the next second he had her trapped between the wall and his body.
And fuck, it felt good, she felt good. Her curves molded against his lean muscles as though it was where she was meant to be. Her scent filled his nostrils until he could no longer think up a coherent thought. Dimitri dipped his head ready to go in for the kill and capture her lips with his, but she spoke before he could get anywhere near them.
"Dimitri," She said somewhat breathlessly. "I-I-we can't." Dimitri felt his eyes narrow as what she said sank in. He was not going to have it, she had given in before, and this time was no different.
"And why not, Roza?" His voice sounded strained to his own ears, his accent coming out thicker than usual because all of the blood in his body was making a trip south. It didn't help that his earlier frustrating anger was slowly seeping back in now. It was true, battle and sex did go hand in hand.
"Because it's wrong, I'm with Adrian." Even as she spoke she made no effort to move, not that she could seeing as how Dimitri's larger body was holding hers in place, but she wasn't even struggling. That was reason enough for Dimitri to keep up what he was doing if he had anything to say about the matter.
"Tell me to stop then," Dimitri said challengingly in her ear. His lips kissed the lobe bringing it slowly into his mouth.
He couldn't stop himself from biting down on her earlobe. Rose's only response was a breathy moan as Dimitri's lips left her ear and began trailing kisses down her neck. One of his hands trailed down the front of her body barely brushing over the hard nipples that were begging for his attention before his hand continued it's journey south and stopped just short of popping the button on her jeans.
"Tell me to stop Roza, tell me you don't want it and I'll stop." Dimitri knew that if Rose really did tell him to stop it would not be as easy as he was making it sound. He pushed his hips forward into hers knowing that she could feel the erection that was straining against his jeans.
"D-don't stop. Oh god Dimitri whatever you do, please don't stop." Using the wall and the extra boost she got from her boots as leverage, Rose lifted herself enough so that she could wrap her arms around Dimitri's neck. Dimitri's arms went around her waist assuring that she would not fall as she wrapped her legs around his waist pressing her aching centre directly against the hard length of his cock.
There was no stopping the moan of pleasure that slipped out of her mouth as she began to grind her hips against his. In the next second Dimitri was moving quickly with her as though she weighed nothing as he brought her over to the mats and once again threw her down roughly. This time Rose couldn't think. She didn't want to think, and if she did it was all about Dimitri. She just wanted the man before her. Wanted him on and in her, fuck she just wanted him. Dimitri wasted no time pulling off his jeans making sure that his boxers went down with them before doing the same for Rose whose eyes were glued to his dick, thoughts of the way it felt going in and out of her flashing through her mind only making her impossibly wetter.
When Dimitri covered her body with his and poised himself at her entrance barely pushing into her, Rose swore she saw him bite down hard on his lip as though trying to stave off an orgasm. Her hips flew off the mats as she took him deep inside. His thrusts started off slow and languid, but Rose did not want slow. She wanted, no needed an old fashion fast fucking.
"Dimitri," She groaned, "More, I need more." As if he could read her mind he picked up his pace as he began pounding into her thrust after thrust and she could not help but bring her hips up to meet him thrust for thrust.
Their moans filled the small room loud and breathy, but they didn't care if anyone heard. Not that anyone could hear them over the music still blasting in the outer gym. But both knew that they had nothing to worry about. They were safe. The gym was soundproof, and there were no glass walls surrounding them. Their facility only had the best of the very best.
The orgasm crashed into Rose without warning making her bury her face in Dimitri's shoulder to stop the scream that was threatening to rip out of her mouth. Not long after Dimitri exploded as his seed filled her. The flow of his warm seed triggered another orgasm this one seeming more intense than the previous one. As her body skyrocketed into a high of pure bliss, one thought crossed her mind as she realized that it was the flow of Dimitri's seed that sent her over the edge for the second time.
'Thank God for the pill.'
Rose couldn't help but clench her thighs. That had happened nearly 2 days ago, and still just the thought of it made her horny. It was now Monday, and as Dimitri had suspected they'd all had to work during the weekend. Granted the hours had been cut down, but Rose was still pissed. If it weren't because innocent people were being murdered she would've told her parents just what she thought they could do with their weekend work, but the thought of her best friend and unborn baby had her holding her tongue and doing as asked.
"You ready to go?" She jumped slightly at that deep rich voice that haunted her every dream and had her wary of screaming his name, something which would instantly alert Adrian that all wasn't as it seemed as the Dimitri in her dreams did sinfully delicious things to her body.
Dam she'd thought it had been a dream, it just had to be because there was no way that Dimitri sex on legs Belikov could've spent the night at her apartment the night before. But as she looked up, there he was, standing in the doorway to her master bedroom looking as yummy as ever in a pair of blue jeans, white t-shirt and his signature duster. His hair hung loosely around his face the ends of it curling near his chin still damp from his recent shower.
Surprisingly, it wasn't another escapade or like Rose had started calling it sexcapade that led Dimitri to spend the night at her apartment. No, that was because of the shitload of work they had been doing the previous day. Dimitri's mother had borrowed his car and he had been contented with just borrowing one from the guardians. They had many, all in different shapes and sizes, but Rose had stepped in and offered a ride.
Though in her defense she was just helping a friend who in her mind was in no condition to drive. Dimitri had been on the verge of passing out from exhaustion and Rose didn't see anything wrong with giving him a ride. That was, until her own eyes began to droop.
In the end both decided that getting home in one piece was more important than their 'no sex pact' or rather 'no sex out of the gym pact', and so they stopped at Rose's apartment which was closer to guardian HQ for the night. Thankfully, Lissa wasn't around. Rose didn't want to imagine the conversation they would be having if she had been.
But just because they didn't have sex because both were far too tired to even contemplate doing the deed, it did not mean that they hadn't slept together. They had, and for the first time Rose had the amazing experience of being wrapped up in Dimitri's arms without having sex. She had been over the moon about the whole thing, but the text she'd gotten a while ago had that mood plummeting. It wasn't that she wasn't happy; she was just a bit disappointed.
"I-yeah," Rose said not meeting Dimitri's gaze. Instantly, the Russian snapped to attention. His eyes narrowed as an eyebrow shot up in question. Rose shook her head, but it was as though Dimitri's gaze stripped away at her resolve and soon she was answering his question.
Across the country...
Adrian strangled a groan wishing that everything that had happened in the last 4 to 6 hours was just a very bad dream. But as he looked out the window of the car, he knew that it was anything but. Outside beautiful sunny skies and palm trees met his narrowed gaze, the early morning sunshine somehow seeming brighter as though it was mocking him. Why the hell did it have to be here? Had it been anywhere else in the United States he wouldn't have minded as much.
But here in Los Angeles California surrounded by all the palm trees and sunshine, he felt exposed. He was well-known here, and not as a good lawyer. He was known as the rich party boy who didn't have a care in the world, and he was sure that if anyone of the girls he'd screwed here knew he was here again, he was as good as dead. He had broken countless hearts, but he had always told the women he slept with that he wanted nothing more than a night of passion. Unfortunately for him, most had not been able to see things his way. Of course, this had been before he'd mustered up enough courage to ask Rose out, he was a changed man but they didn't know that.
And seriously, couldn't work give him a break just once? It seemed like every time he and Rose were on the verge of reconnecting, work always seemed ready to throw something at him. Ok, so maybe his job wasn't to blame for that, but it did play a very big part. The other thing was his never putting his fiancé first. He could not help it though. It was as if his mind was always on something, something else other than her.
His mind flashed back to that look he'd seen on her face. It was one he'd seen there too many times to count, and though he did not like seeing it there, he hadn't done anything about it. It was a look of a mixture of rage, hurt and something else shining in her brown eyes as she tried to understand why after saying that it would never happen again, he was leaving. Because no matter what he always left.
Because you're a fucking idiot, he thought irritably.
He had to be. What else would explain his leaving when he knew that he would only be making an already bad situation worse? Well there was nothing to do about it now, he was states away from his beautiful fiancé who he was sure was pacing the apartment like a mad woman. He just had to focus on the situation at hand, which wasn't looking good, actually it was hell.
Adrian pretended not to notice, he pretended that he didn't notice that Rose was at her wits end with his constant ditching, he pretended not to notice the hurt that flashed over her face when he flipped out about her day. But the thing was that he noticed it all. He knew that it was only a matter of time before they fell apart completely. The question he couldn't get himself to answer was why? Why the hell was he doing all of these things to her? What in the fucking hell was that supposed to solve other than to cause her pain and cause them to drift apart?
He ran his fingers through his hair as he noticed the car had stopped outside the hotel he was going to call home for however long this took, and as he paid the driver and stepped out, the reason he'd left home came rushing back. The phone call that shattered the relaxed mood him and Rose had fallen into, his boss's frantic summons, the news he'd gotten once he'd driven like a mad man and gotten to the office, the untimely trip he would now have to take, and the quiet empty apartment he'd gone back to as he hurriedly threw some things into a suitcase.
He'd packed in a couple of minutes, 15 or 20 at most, but by the time he was done and had gotten changed, there was no time to spare. He had to get a move on, his full attention was needed for what was about to go down. But even though he knew this, he couldn't help but clean up the shattered glass that littered the apartment. Adrian had also known Rose long enough to know that leaving without at least informing his fiancé was not a very good idea, he quickly wrote her a note and left it on the coffee table where he knew she would not be able to miss seeing it before he dashed out of the apartment and down to the getaway car waiting for him.
And now, he was here trying to unravel a mess that could cost him the job he'd worked so hard for, because one of his clients had been caught involved in a drug trafficking scandal. Or at least that was what the man wanted everyone to believe, but Adrian had always known that there was something off about the man. If only he hadn't ignored it, he would not be in this mess. If only he had said no to being the man's attorney none of this would've happened.
"Fucking asshole," He grumbled as he got on his computer. The fact that the man was in trouble wasn't what had pissed Adrian off. No, it was the fact that the man had the audacity to say that his lawyer, Adrian Ivashkov, was involved as well. That his lawyer, Adrian Ivashkov, had actually been the one to get him the drugs. And that his lawyer requested that he cross the California border with it.
His boss knew that this wasn't true, but the LAPD didn't. To them he was as much involved with this as the man they'd found with it in the first place, and he needed to be investigated. So Adrian had left the comfort of his Montana Apartment and beautiful fiancé, all because of a client who obviously had no sense. And with it he left his normal life. He left behind something he should have put first.
But Adrian soon learnt that he couldn't be more wrong about that. Like any good criminal, not that anyone of them were actually good, the man had somehow been able to bust out of his holding cell and as could be imagined, he was nowhere to be found.
Because Adrian had been the man's lawyer for quite some time and knew him quite well, he and the LAPD had been scouring the city and state for the man. But when the hours turned into days and the leads turned into nothing but false tips, Adrian started losing hope. That was until one faithful phone call from the officer in charge of the case.
A week later, Joshua Holms had finally been found, and after a meeting with the traitorous son of a bitch who looked more freaked out about having his lawyer present than the charges he was going to have to face once the investigation was complete, Adrian had had just about enough of California. By some stroke of luck, he had finally been given the ok to head home. Of course he was still being investigated, but he was in too much of a good mood with the news that he was going home to worry too much. His only concern now was making things right with his fiancé, and as the plane lifted off he found himself thinking up ways to do just that.
Dun Dun Dun!
So, I know nobody was expecting that! Adrian caught in the middle of his client's drug trafficking scandal? Rose and Dimitri spending the night together in the apartment Rose shares with Adrian? Sex is not the culprit? What in the hell is going on! Adrian is planning to make things right, do you think he could do it or is he too late? Give me your thoughts, tell me everything.
Review lovelies and Dimitri/Adrian might be tired after work and crash at your apartment… :D
XXX
Roza